King of the Dot - Pat Stay vs Daylyt (Title Match) lyrics

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King of the Dot - Pat Stay vs Daylyt (Title Match) lyrics

[Round 1: Pat Stay] Charron, Charron, Charron You had it boo I think you beat Charlie Clips, I proud of you Now, I promised if you won, I'd battle you And I am a man of my word The only thing left you have to do Bench 350 pounds incline, no spot Have s** with a girl and take all your clothes off Diss me in your next battle without giving me a phone call Beforehand and asking permission to like a f**ing cornball Aye, who wants to see me battle Charron?! How that kid winning? Got me confused? My head spinning Yo I was told he'd eat Clips, and he did I thought it'd be total eclipse, I guess he's next then Cause I'm 'bout to turn Daylyt to a total eclipse now let's get busy I'm gonna make this clear, the chain is f**ing mine I'll body you, Clips and Charron at the same f**ing time I f**ing hate how you f*ggot rap Spelling out all your f**ing rhymes like inter-gal- looking like a bunch of f**ing mimes Yo, I keep it cla**ic, the same since then Crafting my style but ain't changed it yet I stick to my guns like a bayonet Bust in your crib, stack your son Knock over his... I'll knock over his Lego set f**ing Super Bowl kick his stupid gold fish and put his favorite pet in the razor's edge Charron's corny, Clips is boring and all he has is antics And schemes where you pronounce a word a thousand different ways that s**...ant dicks...ant-ics He be like, "Yo, how you think I got up here? I got a pair Brought one of my homies with me, I got a pair Came on my private boat, I got a pier Even got a French butler too, I got a Pierre." My my man was like, "Whoa, look at that girl." Excited like a dog, I got up ear Which made my listening senses stronger, I got up...here Shut up Guess what room Charlie's in Clearly the f**ing kitchen Know what rhymes with "Charlie Clips"? Party b**h, Smarties and crunchy chicken "Yo, yo it's Charron. All of a sudden now I'm gangster and street Don't make me pull my Glock 9 out of these Wrangler jeans." b**h shut the f** up You scrawny little f*ggot, I'll f** the sh** out you Wring your boney little rooster neck like, "Look at me while I'm drilling you!" Aye, f** everyone s**ers got me aggravated You think I graduated when I toss my cap like Raiden and decapitate 'em Like your costume versus Real Deal, but let's not replay that scene Cause I'll knock your head off for real you try that sh** on stage with me I got a hundred f**ing pounds on you All power, boom Make your head spin around like an owl, whooo you talking to? I'll light up Day' Beat the day light outta Daylyt Daylyt won't see the light of day Light will take flight, whoop Daylyt on a light day Don't think just cause of Daylyt you can walk a day in my life Day- Lyte/light will say night in broad daylight Daylyt acts like a broad I'll give him a straight right like Ray Rice Now that's how you flip a name right Daylyt just hit a dark cloud Put a price on your head like a mannequin Mark down, loose your f**ing wisdom teeth for giving me that smart mouth Got a hockey stick, sh** could get messy aye (Messier) He Marked out, where art thou bars now? Yo, see before the Spawn sh**, he was nothing special, just a regular guy It's sad you had to tattoo your entire face just to get recognized And the irony is it's a mask, a disguise Which best describes and exemplifies his inner struggle with being identified But it's all strategic For example, take away his rhymes, he's still got all your attention He's actually smart, entertainment wise Then he'll say these lines right fast that are so confusing We just a**ume they're amazing right? He's got it clocked an hour ahead but see that's just Daylyt saving time And though I am amused by your gimmicks, some of that sh** you be doing just ain't right Swearing on your son's life you won't do something, then do it that same night Like your example you setting is not bad enough He name should never be Daylyt Cause the sun rises on the east and your sun/son's not being raised right [Round 1: Daylyt] Like we forgotten to cotton pick And the avi they display to our planet is the obstacle Just another one of the man's plantation for a plant they planted They made it organic/Organik as possible They holler, "Blacks bring that dollar back." So we strive for they cheddar cheese (Chedda Cheese) and the work hard Like it was meant to be but simply they had our kids twisted (Kid Twist) So we all grew up with reverse lies (Reverse Live) We sold our 'cane (Arcane) to our old kind Joined gangs, threw up the fingers, made our own brothers lay to rest The race we had it mixed up, we was fighting for peanuts But when they weigh in the AM, it was us who created the mega d**hs (Megadeaf) But this is where the situation get tricky people (Tricky P) They tell us, "Go get money." And we realize if we pocket checks we can get out of the low picture But owe some of us, don't realize there's no way for us to make the po' richer (PoRich) So war is the only option Every step easy, but it's toxic They lift up AK's with unlimited ammo And they be the one to pull it So they attack but only the blacks had to fight back with was 100 bullets/100 Bulletz But our soul constantly (Soul Khan) leaving Every shotty/Shotti they aimed just another brother brainless Unidentified k**ings, just another brother nameless (Knamelis) But it's a difference When you in Cali end tables (Kaliente) turn And you realize you in a real hood Every 24/7 you gotta watch you're on (Charron) back That's the only way for you to Feel Good Cause a random goon will walk up to you and holla hand (Hollohan) me everything you got And if you say "No", the sig will fold ya He feel handsome 'til they ransom his little daughter Then bend her (Bender) over But these are facts And if y'all not listening to me, they straight coats Just another fake Canadian gangster and I want y'all to take notes/Notez But I look my peoples in the eyes and tell y'all, "I got a plan." If ya understand what I'ma saying, I'ma take my people to the promise land [Round 2: Daylyt] I start this round off saying for everybody who drunk, you like the blues 'Lyte is gonna defeat a Canadian, just like your shoes I said the crowd still feeling me Due to my ability to rap Most of the time I don't show it So my opponents get the prepping wrong but see what they stepping on Until I remind them where the flow (floor) at I go k** with average, even when they got home field advantage Yo Pat the fight is right in your hands, just don't throw it This is your big chance for you to win off the mouthpiece, but just don't blow it That one should've got two horns off top viking I'm who they liking/lycan, it don't matter where/were I hang I'm in wolf mode That mean I will forever come in first dog That's exactly why you should fear my name I tell you this I'm not asking for help when the flare gun bang I crack heads when I lift cans, can you spare some change? Pat you was dissing, now you gotta see these/CD's, I hope you will listen The tool I'm lifting Your whole crew will get flat tops; New Edition I'm in your gra** with all type of arms, I'm like a bug Get up and put arms around you, I like to hug You will take a shell to the back, you like a slug Your face, I gotta sock it/socket, you like the plug But I said I'm back to break 'em, spleen chopping You seen 'Pac when this Thug Life was on a dirty flo'; we clean mop it Team drop it, we lift up 40 nines, box, you seen Hopkins No Batman but you seen robbing/Robin Mean stocking, mean stalking blast weapons Think I don't like a** catch 'em, I'm trying to give his team rockets What rhymes with Patrick? Anybody knows? Charron's balls I said, you look like Tommy [?], who bought me some tacos Two packs of nachos, on side of Tahoe What y'all didn't catch that? No? If you buy me I ta-tac those You get two packs that's not yo's On side of a Tahoe Shells like a taco You feel like you the man Randy, you macho Until I come in march up I go at 'em/Em' and it's not Marshall Y'all don't catch that? [Round 2: Pat Stay] I hate that sh** What? Dress up like this cause me being white, him being black? You know slaves were saved in Canada, Nova Scotia to be exact? Always blaming me cu- aye- being racist Got me bugging y'all Stair lift chair, that sh** drives me up the f**ing wall Aye, real sh** though I spent the last two months in and out of the ER, spaced Yeah, spell it out b**h, in outer space It started with pounding migraines, blurry vision Now I'm in an even worse condition It's like a pinched some nerves and thinks to hurt, er, hurts to think Stabbing pains in my brain looks like I got a nervous wink Don't know how I'm still functioning It's scary when the thought of blowing your own f**ing head off feels comforting The doctor's prescribe me opiates now I'm worse from what the pills done to me Everything just feels numb to me I'm ready to k** somebody f** with me I'm the wrong one You think you Spawn huh? I'll smack that tat off your face and smack it right back on ya Yo, eh, smack it on and smack it off like a game of f**ing racquetball Til my palm leaves your face looking like the basketball that Shaq's was on Animistic characteristics, frame can't even fit in panoramic camera lenses The man handler, Van Damme kicking grand slams hitting, flip a Trans Am [?] dismantling the damn engine Found the Grand Canyon by a man fishing transmission land in San Quinton [?] hair missing f** around and get found in the sand like I'm clam digging Leave you dead in the middle of Little Italy a Philly with Will and Hillary Feeling Aunt Vivian slithery amphibian who's slippy hands who literally can't get a grip on me Too advanced lyrically Aaaaaah! Eave you dead in the middle of Little Italy a Philly with Will and Hillary Feeling Aunt Vivian slithery amphibian The slippy hands who literally can't get a grip on me Too advanced lyrically Man, you're damn gimmicky antics can't win with me We could've made history But I get it, you wanna make this look like something you didn't take seriously Cause deep down you knew bar for bar you ain't sh** to me! Straight up Eh! And I don't need home field advantage, I don't need no one I could've beat you at Battle Of L.A. on Molly Ebola, I'll f**ing... I'll flip this whole f**ing club upside down, you only tough with the camera's on ya But once he gets put under pressure, this man will fold up just like in Arizona These dudes were all scared I watched these motherf**ers fold like lawn chairs Ask Organik Over one little dude, aye bro Them s**ers ran off quick And it was you saying "Bolt" (Usain Bolt) but I expect that sh** These dudes were sweating bricks Tucking in their phony, macaroni necklaces f**ing f*ggots No one wants your fake chains and rubber anklets A coward and a fraud You might as well be like, "Here, I'm just fronting. Take 'em." But there was something that happened that weekend that really proved you're a p**y It's the moment I lost all respect for you, f**ing rookie You tried to sh** on stage, squirming on stage, pushing like a b**h All that fast food that we ate that day and you couldn't even sh**?! What kind of a man are you? You should be ashamed of yourself You had like six different positions, you up there straining yourself If I want I'll sit down and drop a log of sh** now f**ing relax a bit, take a laxative, calm that sh** down Pathetic, your tight little balloon knot a**hole can't touch this Poop Loggy Log b**h, bathroom thugging Stank up handicap stalls and don't even flush it I ain't with the fake sh** homie I get to dumping All sh** aside, that sh** was a failure And you can tell he knows it It's how his accents change like Iggy Azalea I thought Arsonal was a gentleman, whoh! The manners Davone's been having He held the door for me today, I was 40 feet away and it was automatic I'm done I guess, he cut me off [Round 3: Pat Stay] I hope none of you actually like those bars And if you hate him, you're gonna hate him twice as hard when you realize those were recycled bars Bro, you said you'd f** P. Diddy? Who wouldn't? He's a f**ing bombshell What are you gay? No honestly, you are actually gay right? When he fights he throws gay rights Hey, son/sun finally came out, now we're starting to see Daylyt Check this out though Eh, very important My greatest gift in life is profiling people through character observations I watch their faces in conversation and study their body language Calm and patient I slowly pick up things most people wouldn't normally notice And leave the most comfortable guys you'd think had nothing to hide with their insecurities open Now Math was easy, but Daylyt? What could you really say, right? This guy gets naked in battles, but I watched him and something just ain't right Think of every picture and piece of footage of him you've ever seen What's the only thing that no one has ever saw before? His teeth He's been hiding behind his smile his whole life Huh, show your teeth Davone Campbell Teeth like an old f**ing camel Know what rhymes with that? "No more enamel" Eh, this motherf**er could eat an apple through a chain link fence That's why they call him the G.O.A.T., it all makes sense f**ing skeleton, but you never thought I'd mention it Aww, don't talk about his teeth they're sensitive Eh, eh, they got feelings (filling) too Oil and chocolate, you little Sugar Daddy you, you f**ing spoil them rotten I know you hate that sh** Your smile is beautiful Daylyt (EMBRACE THAT sh*t) No, brace that sh** Yo, I'm trying to talk to you here For what it cost you for all the props you bought through the years The Spawn suit, all the other costumes you wear I mean what the f** bro? You could've got you veneers It's okay to be insecure, rappers are insecure dudes In fact, my teeth used to make me insecure too They're kinda crooked, I use to hide my sh** before too I had the same smile as you, that's how I knew But you'd never admit that, too god damn self absorbed to You do everythang, little desperate attention who*es do You look for message board news, whoever's getting more views And do anything to gravitate that attention towards you Like the fight with Math and Dizaster He staged a scrap with them after cause he was jealous of the attention Plus to save his own a** like a coward And we can keep saying, "Eh, it's just Daylyt, we have to accept it as entertainment." But when it's coming to actual beef now, how far do we let him take this? But it's pointless to try to expose him for all the lies that he's told Cause he's made it so there's a fine line between being a liar and a troll I can't stand it, but you're transparent I can see there's no thug inside of you though If you're moving grams it's into a retirement home cause she's 90 years old I see you waving the steel in the video I don't care if it's real or not Being broke and dehydrated is the only time you steal a pop You from Watts right? Well let me kick it up a little notch And k** a Watts (kilowatts) k**er with a milli and k** the watts Leave this G shocked Watch it or you getting clocked Cut him, make him look like Seal then peel his tops as he used to box I don't care if he did or not Like common Christmas stocking against this boxer getting socked Dawg, my flows too clean you getting mopped The motherf**ing King Of The Dot, b**h you lost kick rocks Charron can finally get his shot Heliotherapy I put Daylyt/daylight in a box

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